pornish sparklies
So I was talking with randomling yesterday and she was telling me all about the porn she is planning on writing, and it was decided that I should make a list of awesome popslash porn. So! Here it is. I will not go into detail about why each fic is awesome. It's just a list. But I will choose a quote that demonstrates said awesomeness. To view the list without my commentary, here's my pornish delicious tag.
+Sub-harmonics by topaz119 // justin/jc // bondage
He hated being tied like this, especially as tightly as JC had him stretched; it gave him no room to move. JC knew that, too, and Justin shuddered as JC drew patterns on his inner thighs. JC knew and he'd done it anyway, and Justin wondered what else JC was going to ignore this night.
+Unchained by topaz119 // justin/jc // power plays
"I thought about you, too," JC murmured. "Thought about you wearing this," he tugged lightly and the chain dug into Justin's hip, just a little, just enough to redden the already chafed skin. JC looked up at him. "You did wear it all day, didn't you?" Justin nodded mutely, mesmerized by the possessive glint in the familiar blue eyes. JC smiled, and leaned down to lick a long lazy stripe over the silver, finishing with a slow sucking bite on the tender skin right below Justin's navel. "Good boy."
+Birthday by Jae // chris/justin // role-play
Justin got dressed and walked into the bathroom to look at himself. The shirt was cut off a few inches below his nipples, and his exposed torso looked long and lean. The pants were tight and because they were off the rack, they didn't fit quite right, pulling a little in inconvenient places. When he saw his reflection in the mirror, he knew why Chris had bought the pants. If he'd been wearing a pair of his own, soft, custom-fit, and expensive, he'd look like he was slumming, a rock star playing whore. In these, he looked like a whore trying to play rock star. He saw the difference. He pulled the strap of the thong up over his right hip to peek over the waistband of his pants.
+Hot by Rhys // joey/justin/chris // justin's first (gay) time // pwp
"Okay?" Chris asks, tongue dipping into Justin's mouth, and it tastes like a man, like himself. Justin parts his lips and sucks at it, wildly turned on. That's him in Chris's mouth; no girl's ever kissed Justin afterwards. It's kinky and cool and hot.
+Not So Vanilla by Beth // justin/jc/christina // het
Christina watched the two men intensely, barely noticing the way she inched her way towards their end of the couch. There was something so fluid about the way they moved - something graceful in its desperation. Something amazing in the way they lost themselves…forgot she was there. Something impossibly hot about the side relief of an aroused man, straddling his lover, teasing and tempting and getting those throaty whimpers in response. SO TRUE, XTINA.
+ Acquiescence by addictedkitten // justin/jc // baby all-the-way juc
"It isn't wrong if you're not touching," Justin says, which is false, but probably makes perfect sense in Justin Logic, and anyway JC knows how he is, that not touching is never enough for Justin. He likes to perform, sure, but he needs more than that before his jittering energy will quiet. Like tonight, when he came uninvited into JC's room and sat at the foot of his bed, pants around his knees as he slowly jerked himself off, his eyes on JC the whole time.
+Surrender by Loey // jola, chris // bondage, ice
The first thing Lance became aware of when he slowly awoke was how cold he was. And naked. He was naked and someone had taken the blankets from him. He tried to move his arms to pull the blankets back over his shivering body but was met with resistance. He tried to move his arms again, but they were tied tightly to the headboard above him. His eyes flew open but all he saw was dark. There was a blindfold covering his eyes, his hands were bound and he was naked. Now would be a good time to freak out.
+Just Let Go by Loey // lance/omc, chris // toys, some D/s themes, bondage (um basically, lance gets fucked by a lot of guys and Chris watches)
The place looked abandoned. The windows were painted black, the walls were bare concrete. Chris shoved Lance off his lap and handed him the black coat. Lance took it, putting it on and buttoning it so he didn't look naked or hard. The limo stopped at the curb. Chris turned to Lance, his eyes dark and sharp. Lance slid forward, obedient, submissive. Chris nodded, pleased.
+goldengolden by tsamm // justin/jc, britney/bobbie
So after years of denial and weirdness, JC all of a sudden decides to go for it again -- because Bobbie wants him to. Part of Justin's smart enough to realize that that's degrading, that that's not at all what touching between him and JC should be about -- but the rest of him is sitting here getting off on his own clothing, so it's kind of hard to tell.
+Breakfast by bossymarmalade // justin/jc/joey // pwp, kitchen porn
Eyes half-closed, JC smiled at Joey, biting down on one corner of his bottom lip with those sharp front teeth, worrying at it as the sound of Justin's whimpers and sucking got louder and more frantic. "Oooooh--that's good, baby," JC murmured, lifting one langourous hand to lace through Justin's hair and down the back of his neck. "Keep that up. Better than groupies, baby, way better." (AHAHA. I just love that line. That is SO something Chasez would think is a Good Idea to say during sex.)
+Bang by Calico // justin/lance
"Deeper this way," he pointed out, like he wouldn't just short-circuit if he had to look at Justin's face right now, watch the baby-boy determination as Justin pushed back inside him, see the dark eyes go heavy and half-mast as Justin panted the same arrogant endearments as before, tracing the tension of Lance's body with over-knowing hands.
+Granted by Calico // justin/jc // role-playing, and justin is rather... special in this
A few weeks ago, JC might have tried to lick Justin's hand; tonight, he tries not to squirm enough to piss Justin off. He blinks, instead, dizzily remembering a program where lemurs blink at each other to suggest peace and submission. Look, look, I trust you enough to close my eyes. Justin doesn't blink back.
+The Universe by jchalo and mickeym // jc/chris/lance // heavy D/s, piercing, tattoos // I would quote from this but uh. Just go read it. I don't think I can really pick a quote.
+Compare and Contrast by jchalo and mickeym // jc/lenny kravitz // sex in public
JC shrugs and wriggles a little closer, wonders if they're out of the way enough to sit on Lenny's lap. If it were any of his boys, he could do it, no problem, but Lenny isn't--one of his. Not yet, anyway. "I know mine's not," Lenny's saying, when he focuses again, listening to the soft liquid rise-and-fall of syllables and sound. Lenny presses the champagne glass against his cheek, slides it slowly downward over JC's neck and throat, and the cool prickles against the heat of his skin, makes goosebumps rise up.
+Touch by jchalo and mickeym // jc/chris // self-fellatio
It's not like he'd never done this before. There'd been other times, and JC could feel memory tug at his belly, spread heat through his body. Other times like now, slowly curving his body in on itself, sleek muscles flexing underneath flushed skin. He focused his breathing, slow, steady...fingers still gently working his cock.
+Dress You Up by jchalo and mickeym // lance/justin // cross-dressing
And then- then Justin starts to dress, and Lance can barely stop himself from moaning out loud. Black stockings smoothed up long, long legs and he can hear the gentle hiss of silk sliding over freshly shaved skin. He wants to touch, to reach out and trace the seam with a finger, but instead he bites into his bottom lip, hard, and concentrates on not coming in his pants.
+Seduction by Shine // jc/justin // baby all-the-way juc
Justin moaned, and he was almost thrashing underneath JC, long body taut and gorgeous. He didn't look fifteen. Didn't look eighteen. JC wondered if he was a pervert, but Justin's hands were big and hard and strong and sure where they gripped him in an unbreakable hold. "Don't stop, please. Don't stop."
+Control by mickeym // jc/chris
For one second only, when they stood there in front of the sofa, Chris felt awkward. A thousand questions flitted through his mind, with the top three being, What am I doing? Will this fuck things up with us? Could this fuck things up with the group? Then JC looked at him, blue eyes shining electric and hot at him, and he thought maybe none of those mattered so much.
+Moments by mickeym // justin/jc // baby "16 is the magic number" juc // not going to quote... it's pretty standard JuC and yet, I am very fond.
+Porn Saga of Doom by mickeym, jchalo, without_me, and Slim // jc/lance/chris (which I think should be called trickyfishez, heh) // some D/s themes
+Surprise by mickeym // gsf, jc // blindfolds
You love it. You love being blindfolded, being spread and displayed, being touched without knowing who's touching, who's doing what.
+Dirty Dirty by bossymarmalade and (I think?) cathybites // justin/everyone (and I MEAN everyone)
Justin is leaning against the wall, a smug half-smirk on his face, looking completely self-assured even with his jeans sliding off his hips, sliver of skin shining like a beacon to Joey's eyes. He almost pulls it off, the whole cocky 'yeah, you want me' attitude, like he's some sort of god, like he's Justin Fucking Timberlake, but Joey sees the way his legs are shaking, the way his hands move restlessly against his thighs, the small bruises starting to form all along his skin. More than anything, Joey thinks, Justin looks like he's just been fucked six ways to Sunday, worn out and rumpled and used and...yeah.
+Caught Me Lingering by jchalo // britney/jc // het
She leans closer, a dark curtain of hair, sweet damp skin and the faint scent of beer on her breath. “Thank you.” Her fingers on his wrist, a tiny shock of coolness against his skin for a moment. “I know Justin’s your friend, and, I just, I wanted. Thank you.” The last words tumble out in a rush, tripping off her tongue and she pulls a face, wrinkles her nose, back to nothing more than happily-buzzed.
“Anytime, honey,” JC says softly, surprised at just how much he means exactly that. He lifts his bottle to hers, a bright clink as they knock together, Britney’s laugh washing over him as he drinks.
+Sixteen by V // justin/chris // baby all-the-way timbertrick
"Just once," you say, because it's not your damn fault you're not old enough. You don't really give a shit about laws, anyway, because it's Chris, and it's not like anyone's going to find out. He starts to say something, but then you kiss him again, like you did earlier, on the side of his mouth. "It's cold," you say, and when you slip your palm onto the small of his back, he doesn't need much more encouragement to kiss you.
+The Last Smutfic by Zaen // mary sue/justin/jc // het, ultimate mary sue porn
+Wings by Gale // justin/jc // wingfic
The wings were always weird. Weird to see them coming out of Justin’s back, and weird to see them just appear, like David Copperfield had just made them show up or something. Half-magic and half-fucked up science, and all Justin’s.
+Games We Play by mickeym // justin/jc/chris
JC withdraws his hand and Justin has to bite his lip to keep from crying out. This was his idea; he agreed to play their game by their rules. They told him they like to tease. We'll make it good for you, but you might not like it on the way there, JC told him. Chris just stared, his eyes dark, so dark, hot, hungry. Justin remembers shivering at the look Chris gave him, at the light heat of JC's hand on his waist. He said yes before the words were completely out of JC's mouth.
+With Honorable Mention for Whatever We Meant by Synecdochic // jc/chris // fisting
(Um, it's fisting. Does it NEED a quote?)
+ Untitled smut by iphignia939 // justin/jc/christina // hetish
Watching JC kiss someone was-weird. Not like he hadn't done it before, because he had - JC was a giant kiss-slut when he was drunk, and it only got worse around his boys - but it was the first time he'd kissed someone else since they'd been together. But Justin didn't feel jealousy simmering in his stomach; if anything, he was even more turned on. Fuck, they were both so pretty.
And there are a few more on my list but I am out of time at work. TIME FOR HOME. So, enjoy your porn!
+Sub-harmonics by topaz119 // justin/jc // bondage
He hated being tied like this, especially as tightly as JC had him stretched; it gave him no room to move. JC knew that, too, and Justin shuddered as JC drew patterns on his inner thighs. JC knew and he'd done it anyway, and Justin wondered what else JC was going to ignore this night.
+Unchained by topaz119 // justin/jc // power plays
"I thought about you, too," JC murmured. "Thought about you wearing this," he tugged lightly and the chain dug into Justin's hip, just a little, just enough to redden the already chafed skin. JC looked up at him. "You did wear it all day, didn't you?" Justin nodded mutely, mesmerized by the possessive glint in the familiar blue eyes. JC smiled, and leaned down to lick a long lazy stripe over the silver, finishing with a slow sucking bite on the tender skin right below Justin's navel. "Good boy."
+Birthday by Jae // chris/justin // role-play
Justin got dressed and walked into the bathroom to look at himself. The shirt was cut off a few inches below his nipples, and his exposed torso looked long and lean. The pants were tight and because they were off the rack, they didn't fit quite right, pulling a little in inconvenient places. When he saw his reflection in the mirror, he knew why Chris had bought the pants. If he'd been wearing a pair of his own, soft, custom-fit, and expensive, he'd look like he was slumming, a rock star playing whore. In these, he looked like a whore trying to play rock star. He saw the difference. He pulled the strap of the thong up over his right hip to peek over the waistband of his pants.
+Hot by Rhys // joey/justin/chris // justin's first (gay) time // pwp
"Okay?" Chris asks, tongue dipping into Justin's mouth, and it tastes like a man, like himself. Justin parts his lips and sucks at it, wildly turned on. That's him in Chris's mouth; no girl's ever kissed Justin afterwards. It's kinky and cool and hot.
+Not So Vanilla by Beth // justin/jc/christina // het
Christina watched the two men intensely, barely noticing the way she inched her way towards their end of the couch. There was something so fluid about the way they moved - something graceful in its desperation. Something amazing in the way they lost themselves…forgot she was there. Something impossibly hot about the side relief of an aroused man, straddling his lover, teasing and tempting and getting those throaty whimpers in response. SO TRUE, XTINA.
+ Acquiescence by addictedkitten // justin/jc // baby all-the-way juc
"It isn't wrong if you're not touching," Justin says, which is false, but probably makes perfect sense in Justin Logic, and anyway JC knows how he is, that not touching is never enough for Justin. He likes to perform, sure, but he needs more than that before his jittering energy will quiet. Like tonight, when he came uninvited into JC's room and sat at the foot of his bed, pants around his knees as he slowly jerked himself off, his eyes on JC the whole time.
+Surrender by Loey // jola, chris // bondage, ice
The first thing Lance became aware of when he slowly awoke was how cold he was. And naked. He was naked and someone had taken the blankets from him. He tried to move his arms to pull the blankets back over his shivering body but was met with resistance. He tried to move his arms again, but they were tied tightly to the headboard above him. His eyes flew open but all he saw was dark. There was a blindfold covering his eyes, his hands were bound and he was naked. Now would be a good time to freak out.
+Just Let Go by Loey // lance/omc, chris // toys, some D/s themes, bondage (um basically, lance gets fucked by a lot of guys and Chris watches)
The place looked abandoned. The windows were painted black, the walls were bare concrete. Chris shoved Lance off his lap and handed him the black coat. Lance took it, putting it on and buttoning it so he didn't look naked or hard. The limo stopped at the curb. Chris turned to Lance, his eyes dark and sharp. Lance slid forward, obedient, submissive. Chris nodded, pleased.
+goldengolden by tsamm // justin/jc, britney/bobbie
So after years of denial and weirdness, JC all of a sudden decides to go for it again -- because Bobbie wants him to. Part of Justin's smart enough to realize that that's degrading, that that's not at all what touching between him and JC should be about -- but the rest of him is sitting here getting off on his own clothing, so it's kind of hard to tell.
+Breakfast by bossymarmalade // justin/jc/joey // pwp, kitchen porn
Eyes half-closed, JC smiled at Joey, biting down on one corner of his bottom lip with those sharp front teeth, worrying at it as the sound of Justin's whimpers and sucking got louder and more frantic. "Oooooh--that's good, baby," JC murmured, lifting one langourous hand to lace through Justin's hair and down the back of his neck. "Keep that up. Better than groupies, baby, way better." (AHAHA. I just love that line. That is SO something Chasez would think is a Good Idea to say during sex.)
+Bang by Calico // justin/lance
"Deeper this way," he pointed out, like he wouldn't just short-circuit if he had to look at Justin's face right now, watch the baby-boy determination as Justin pushed back inside him, see the dark eyes go heavy and half-mast as Justin panted the same arrogant endearments as before, tracing the tension of Lance's body with over-knowing hands.
+Granted by Calico // justin/jc // role-playing, and justin is rather... special in this
A few weeks ago, JC might have tried to lick Justin's hand; tonight, he tries not to squirm enough to piss Justin off. He blinks, instead, dizzily remembering a program where lemurs blink at each other to suggest peace and submission. Look, look, I trust you enough to close my eyes. Justin doesn't blink back.
+The Universe by jchalo and mickeym // jc/chris/lance // heavy D/s, piercing, tattoos // I would quote from this but uh. Just go read it. I don't think I can really pick a quote.
+Compare and Contrast by jchalo and mickeym // jc/lenny kravitz // sex in public
JC shrugs and wriggles a little closer, wonders if they're out of the way enough to sit on Lenny's lap. If it were any of his boys, he could do it, no problem, but Lenny isn't--one of his. Not yet, anyway. "I know mine's not," Lenny's saying, when he focuses again, listening to the soft liquid rise-and-fall of syllables and sound. Lenny presses the champagne glass against his cheek, slides it slowly downward over JC's neck and throat, and the cool prickles against the heat of his skin, makes goosebumps rise up.
+Touch by jchalo and mickeym // jc/chris // self-fellatio
It's not like he'd never done this before. There'd been other times, and JC could feel memory tug at his belly, spread heat through his body. Other times like now, slowly curving his body in on itself, sleek muscles flexing underneath flushed skin. He focused his breathing, slow, steady...fingers still gently working his cock.
+Dress You Up by jchalo and mickeym // lance/justin // cross-dressing
And then- then Justin starts to dress, and Lance can barely stop himself from moaning out loud. Black stockings smoothed up long, long legs and he can hear the gentle hiss of silk sliding over freshly shaved skin. He wants to touch, to reach out and trace the seam with a finger, but instead he bites into his bottom lip, hard, and concentrates on not coming in his pants.
+Seduction by Shine // jc/justin // baby all-the-way juc
Justin moaned, and he was almost thrashing underneath JC, long body taut and gorgeous. He didn't look fifteen. Didn't look eighteen. JC wondered if he was a pervert, but Justin's hands were big and hard and strong and sure where they gripped him in an unbreakable hold. "Don't stop, please. Don't stop."
+Control by mickeym // jc/chris
For one second only, when they stood there in front of the sofa, Chris felt awkward. A thousand questions flitted through his mind, with the top three being, What am I doing? Will this fuck things up with us? Could this fuck things up with the group? Then JC looked at him, blue eyes shining electric and hot at him, and he thought maybe none of those mattered so much.
+Moments by mickeym // justin/jc // baby "16 is the magic number" juc // not going to quote... it's pretty standard JuC and yet, I am very fond.
+Porn Saga of Doom by mickeym, jchalo, without_me, and Slim // jc/lance/chris (which I think should be called trickyfishez, heh) // some D/s themes
+Surprise by mickeym // gsf, jc // blindfolds
You love it. You love being blindfolded, being spread and displayed, being touched without knowing who's touching, who's doing what.
+Dirty Dirty by bossymarmalade and (I think?) cathybites // justin/everyone (and I MEAN everyone)
Justin is leaning against the wall, a smug half-smirk on his face, looking completely self-assured even with his jeans sliding off his hips, sliver of skin shining like a beacon to Joey's eyes. He almost pulls it off, the whole cocky 'yeah, you want me' attitude, like he's some sort of god, like he's Justin Fucking Timberlake, but Joey sees the way his legs are shaking, the way his hands move restlessly against his thighs, the small bruises starting to form all along his skin. More than anything, Joey thinks, Justin looks like he's just been fucked six ways to Sunday, worn out and rumpled and used and...yeah.
+Caught Me Lingering by jchalo // britney/jc // het
She leans closer, a dark curtain of hair, sweet damp skin and the faint scent of beer on her breath. “Thank you.” Her fingers on his wrist, a tiny shock of coolness against his skin for a moment. “I know Justin’s your friend, and, I just, I wanted. Thank you.” The last words tumble out in a rush, tripping off her tongue and she pulls a face, wrinkles her nose, back to nothing more than happily-buzzed.
“Anytime, honey,” JC says softly, surprised at just how much he means exactly that. He lifts his bottle to hers, a bright clink as they knock together, Britney’s laugh washing over him as he drinks.
+Sixteen by V // justin/chris // baby all-the-way timbertrick
"Just once," you say, because it's not your damn fault you're not old enough. You don't really give a shit about laws, anyway, because it's Chris, and it's not like anyone's going to find out. He starts to say something, but then you kiss him again, like you did earlier, on the side of his mouth. "It's cold," you say, and when you slip your palm onto the small of his back, he doesn't need much more encouragement to kiss you.
+The Last Smutfic by Zaen // mary sue/justin/jc // het, ultimate mary sue porn
+Wings by Gale // justin/jc // wingfic
The wings were always weird. Weird to see them coming out of Justin’s back, and weird to see them just appear, like David Copperfield had just made them show up or something. Half-magic and half-fucked up science, and all Justin’s.
+Games We Play by mickeym // justin/jc/chris
JC withdraws his hand and Justin has to bite his lip to keep from crying out. This was his idea; he agreed to play their game by their rules. They told him they like to tease. We'll make it good for you, but you might not like it on the way there, JC told him. Chris just stared, his eyes dark, so dark, hot, hungry. Justin remembers shivering at the look Chris gave him, at the light heat of JC's hand on his waist. He said yes before the words were completely out of JC's mouth.
+With Honorable Mention for Whatever We Meant by Synecdochic // jc/chris // fisting
(Um, it's fisting. Does it NEED a quote?)
+ Untitled smut by iphignia939 // justin/jc/christina // hetish
Watching JC kiss someone was-weird. Not like he hadn't done it before, because he had - JC was a giant kiss-slut when he was drunk, and it only got worse around his boys - but it was the first time he'd kissed someone else since they'd been together. But Justin didn't feel jealousy simmering in his stomach; if anything, he was even more turned on. Fuck, they were both so pretty.
And there are a few more on my list but I am out of time at work. TIME FOR HOME. So, enjoy your porn!